and speaking of providence, which we were not, what is it that truly provides, save reality, hidden from us like the stars that nevertheless emit their lights.

i dreamed a beautiful death in the mountains.

i dreamed of corruption that consumed itself.

i dreamed of cruel lovers that really just wanted love but had to move on.

i dreamed of deepening my heart which i already could not fathom.

i dreamed of childhood, and i didn't know if it was my own.

i dreamed of copp riding an elephant of ice.

i dreamed of dogs and elephants

i dreamed of dogs and dolphins

i dreamed of dogs and wild orcas

i dreamed of violence that was harmless

i dreamed of waking up relieved to continue dreaming

i dreamed of a little wooden japanese house on a high coast. i dreamed i was in a film there.

i dreamed of love and crime

i dreamed of memories of the world

i dreamed of eating cookies riding on an elephant's head

i don't know why i dream but i do.